WordPress – Why can’t you leave well enough alone?

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Below is an example of the frustration writing a post here. This lovely symbol pops up, the screen divides and if you want to make a change, the keyboard pops up over the post so you can’t see what you’re writing. If you click on the mini keyboard to put it on the bottom, the whole screen goes wonky! 😳🤯😵‍💫😖

Fandango’s Story Starter

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Only this morning, the alarm went off at one instead of one in the afternoon. He was going to start a new job working nights, and this was his first day. Exhausted, turned on the tv. His studio apartment was small enough so he could lay in bed and watch tv at the same time, and hoped it was mind numbing enough to get back to sleep. Of course he forgot to reset the alarm and continued sleeping till five in the evening. When he woke up, he glanced at the clock and just felt it was a sign. Another sign, another failure, another job lost. Walter just curled up under the bed covers and a tear fell on his pillow.

Fandango’s Story Starter #151

Wildland Firefighters

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As wildfires burn in Canada and Mexico, U.S. fire officials are concerned about the upcoming wildfire season. 

Upwards of a quarter of the government’s wildland firefighting jobs are vacant. Pay is low — especially for rookies — and the risks are high.

Forests are overgrown, and rising heat and drought add to the dangers. Many who take the firefighting jobs can’t afford to live in the places they’re working.

The labor shortage isn’t new, especially since the pandemic, NPR’s Kirk Siegler says. The federal government will likely continue using private contractors or borrowing crews from Mexico and Canada — strategies Siegler says are “not ideal.”

**https://view.nl.npr.org/

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Ode to the Pop Tart

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I may be wily, even smart

As I pen these words about pop tarts

Since I broke my leg 11 weeks ago

Now wearing a boot to see how it goes

At night it pains so I get no sleep

No pain killers allowed to keep

It from stabbing me and waking me up

So I get out of bed and find something to sup

Cold water is fine

But I want to dine

Not a big meal

But something I feel

That soothes the soul

Pop tarts sol-ution!

I hear you laugh

That I must be daft

Honestly, they were a years-ago fave

And the last couple of weeks I find I crave

The plain ones, strawberry the best

So at night when I can’t sleep I digest

A single pop tart or maybe two

Seems to chase away the blues

While waiting for Tylenol

To fix it all.

***

The photo of filling is slightly exaggerated 😳😎😂

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SYW May 27, 2024

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Image from Freepik

Here are this week’s questions:

  1.  What frustrates you the most about modern day living? Apathy
  2.  What was your favourite decade and why? The 80s-my three kids were teenagers and we had fun, also like the music☺️
  3.  What was your ‘best buy’ (for example: house, car, clothes, computer etc) I’m not a big consumer
  4.  Do you have any non medicinal allergies? Yes.
  5. Gratitude: I’ve rekindled an old friendship and loving it.

Share Your World 27th May

MLMM Wordle

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The sky was bleak, the wind was picking up and I had just spent a half hour making sure my hair was in a tidy coiffure. I was meeting a new acquaintance I met online at this park. All that went by the wayside of course as soon as a cloud, seemingly with a purpose, suddenly decided to change direction and make a hasty trip right over my head. It was a large dark gray monstrosity and full of lightning and rain, maybe even hail! I decided to break for the picnic shelter a few yards away. There was a family there, and possibly the person I was to meet. I asked if I could share the space since I was alone.

Then the entire atmosphere changed. The people turned their heads toward me as if I was rudely interrupting them. I was, boy…was I! The supposedly innocent family gathering revealed a ritual of some sort. Nothing good, I saw, as the biggest man was holding a dripping knife and there was the proverbial bowl of red liquid—blood, I imagined.

I quickly stepped back out of the enclosure and turned toward my car. It seemed an interminable distance as I stumbled along, aghast at the horrid scene. They seemed to accept my leaving and returned to their activities, whatever they were. I shuddered as I turned on my car’s engine and sped away.

My cautious friend tried to warn me from meeting online strangers alone. She was correct!

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MLMM Wordle #374